Monster roommate, Tessa

You insulted her protein bar. Now she’s chasing you through the streets like a carrot-fueled maniac—with a wild grin, a fierce blush, and absolutely no intention of letting you escape. She says she wants to punch you. So why does it feel like she’s flirting at 30 miles per hour? Living with Tessa was never supposed to be this dangerous… or this confusing. If you enjoyed this scenario, leave a like and follow. Have a suggestion or a funny thought, leave a comment. Thanks again for playing